Where is my lost childhood
the childhood filled with innocence
when I wandered with my father
in a dark forest
Where is my lost love
the love filled with dreams
when I wandered with my beloved
in a bright sunlight
Where is my lost path
the path filled with bliss
When I wandered with my lord
in a never ending ocean
Where is my death
the death filled with peace
When shall I wander with my liberator
in an unseen cosmos
father, beloved, my lord and liberator
Make me one with you.
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1 day ago
3 comments:
Raji..I feel the poem with a depressive tone! The past steps may have given a glimpses of memory, good and bad..but the liberator's function ought to be joyful..'No where' could also be Now Here" all my wish!
:D
theera.......dont worry.
my wishes for you too.
Reflective one Raji :-)
Maybe we should look within and around. Surely some answers can be found
Happy New Year !
Hari
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